Modern Mindy 👀

Fawn's POV

We walked into the house, and the moment I made it inside and heard the door close, I blew up.

"Of all the Inconsiderate, selfish, heartless bullshit you've fucking done!"

"Fawn..."

"This really takes the fucking cake, Alastor, I'm telling you right now you'll be lucky to make it out of this one with your body intact!"

"Fawn, please—"

"NO!"

I screamed and spun on him, and his expression was riddled with surprise.

Tears were steadily flooding my eyes, and my lip quivered as my teeth clenched together.

"Don't "Fawn" me! You fucking—UGH, Do you even know what you've just done? Do you ever think of anyone beside yourself!" I was shouting, but my voice kept breaking and cracking.

He held his hands up, "Fawn, I—"

"Shut up! Just shut the fuck up you fucking asshole I just got her to actually sort of like me and you and your dumbass bestie go and ruin that! Not only that, Alastor, but you threw her to the side like trash did you even consider how that would feel to her?!"

His lips parted, and he stared at me for a moment. I'm so glad he decided to drop his smile, because if he hadn't I might've slapped it off his face.

Those brown eyes fell to the floor and I could see guilt flood his expression.

"I just...I thought maybe you'd like to work a little closer to me..."

My brain blanked, my anger turning to a dull feeling for a split second, then I let out a humorless laugh.

"Oh...for me?" I scoffed before my expression twisted up in anger again, "you did this for you! Alastor, I fucking LIVE WITH YOU!"

A heavy silence fell over the room, and he shifted uncomfortably. I could see the gears turning behind his eyes, and he opened his mouth, then closed it again.

I'm not even sure if speaking is his best option right now. I'm so beyond angry with him...I feel like I might be overreacting a little bit, but I'm just so angry.

How dare he do that without even thinking to talk with me about it first.

I took a step towards him and his eyes lifted to mine, and he watched me warily. My fist balled at my side and I had to grit my teeth again.

"What the hell were you thinking?" I hissed at him.

He stumbled over a couple words, but couldn't form a proper sentence.

"Oh? Oh, I'm sorry, are you tongue tied, sir?" I growled.

He was looking at anything but me.

"Look me in the eyes right now, you coward."

When his eyes met mine, I could see he really does feel bad...but he doesn't feel bad for what he did, he feels bad because I'm upset.

And that's even worse.

"Tomorrow, I want you to go and apologize to Mindy, tell her you made a mistake, and give her her job back." I growled through my teeth, venom dripping off each word.

Then he shook his head no.

Just as I was about to blow up again, he took me by the shoulders and bent down to my level, holding me tightly.

"Please, don't start yelling again..." he said quickly, "I can't, Fawn..."

"Why not!"

He flinched away from my words and my lips set in a furious pout, my brows knit downward in an angry expression.

"Because it wasn't my call!"

The expression on my face lifted slightly, my brows relaxing a bit.

"What?"

He sighed heavily, "it wasn't my call, sweetheart, that's what I've been trying to..." he sighed, hanging his head, "Thomas is the one who wanted to fire her. He said he was tired of her constant attitude, and she'd been getting numerous complaints from the other employees—"

"The other male employees?" I hissed, "and what were these complaints?"

Alastor's eyes fell again and his lips sealed.

Sadness washed through me, muddling with my anger. My shoulders deflated and I shrugged away from his grasp.

"Yea...that's what I thought." I said, my disappointment clearly showing through my tone.

I began to walk away from him, and he grabbed my arm, making me pause.

"Fawn, don't...don't walk away from me, please...I would apologize, but I feel like it wouldn't help much, however...I am sorry...I didn't...I didn't think it would upset you, so, my dear..."

After contemplating his words for a second, I turned back around.

"I don't forgive you, Alastor. Not yet. I'm still mad at you, and I'm angry that you didn't at least run it by me first."

My voice was much calmer, but I still paused to take a calming deep breath.

"Mindy and I may not see eye to eye, but I would never have taken her job had you asked me. She works hard. Harder than you." I bit at him, and his eyes widened.

"How dare—"

I ripped my arm away from him, "that. That right there, those words...that is why I don't forgive you."

Stay tears fell down my cheeks, and I stepped away from him. His eyes were locked on me, and he reached out towards me again, but I dodged him.

"You just stripped her of everything she has ever earned...and then gave it to me. So, thank you. Thank you so much for not only putting this responsibility onto me without my permission, but also subsequently making someone I've been trying to make amends with hate my guts, thank you so much, you fucking prick!"

My voice was raising again, and I turned and started storming away from him.

"Fawn, get back here!" He said, his tone stern.

I grabbed the nearest thing to me and whipped around to hurl it at him.

Luckily for him, that was a pillow.

"Leave me alone! Fuck you! God, fucking...just shut up!"

He dodged it, and I could see the first signs of anger in his expression.

"That is uncalled for! And do not throw things at me, woman!"

Woman...

Normally when he calls me that, it's very loving...endearing...

That time it struck me through the heart, straight through my soul.

He must've realized his mistake the moment he said it, given my entire expression had fallen into just...a blank stare of disbelief.

He took a step forward, holding one hand out to me, "Fawn, baby, that's not what I—"

I cut him off with my palm connecting straight across his cheek.

The noise was loud and sharp, and left a stale silence once it had passed.

My expression stayed blank, and I didn't say a word. His eyes were wide and he slowly brought his hand up to his face.

With that, I left him standing there, continuing my way up the stairs and straight to our room.

The further I got from him, the more my lip quivered and my expressionless mask cracked.

Until finally I shut the door, and it shattered.

Leaving me to sink to my knees, and break down alone in the darkness of this empty room...

Alastor's POV

I watched her walk away.

My hand was barely touching the stinging area on my face, but I could hardly feel it.

There was a loud ringing in my ears and my blood was pumping too hard.

The sound of her footsteps faded, but I could still faintly hear them up above me.

Then, the sound of our bedroom door slamming shut...followed by a hard thud and muffled sobbing.

Immediately, I took a step forward, my foot resting on the first step. I was going to go after her...

But I stopped.

My hand paused on the banister, and I stared up the stairs...they seemed much steeper than usual.

It felt like I had swallowed a chunk of led, and my chest hurt.

Stupid, Alastor...you're fucking stupid.

I grit my teeth and shook my head, "fuck," I hissed, retreating off the steps.

She doesn't want to see me...I think the lingering feeling of her strike against my face is proof enough of that.

I didn't mean it like that, my love...please come back down here...

I waited...I stood at those stairs for probably 30 minutes just waiting for her to come back down...

But she didn't...her cries quieted, and I just stood in the living room staring blankly up the stairs.

Finally, I retreated fully, taking a couple steps back before I turned around and started to pace the living room.

I began muttering to myself, going through different ways I could apologize to her...

Starting from gifts and moving down the list from there.

Nothing I could come up with seemed enough...fuck...

Fuck.

I growled and shook my head, pausing my pacing to press my palms over my eyes.

I didn't know it would make her this upset! I mean, that position is very prestigious, and she got it without lifting a—

My thought cut off, and I pulled my hands away from my face, my eyes widening.

"She works hard. Harder than you."

Her words echoed through my head, and for a moment, a blip of guilt towards what I'd done rose up.

Tom and I had had a long discussion about this...he had gone through and read to me each complaint about Mindy...

"Her attire distracts me..."

"She has a smart mouth."

"She doesn't follow directions."

Even though she's the one who is above them all...

And there were so many more...

Now, granted, Tom had told me it wasn't necessarily the complaints...but he did believe Mindy had an attitude problem.

I told him that she had always been as such, and it was never really a bother to me...which is what really matters in the end.

Had she been bothering me I'd have gotten rid of her long ago.

I couldn't care less about anything these other men have to say about her, unless she had been obstructing their work intentionally.

However...then he suggested replacing her with my Fawn...and well...

I suppose I got a bit selfish...

Sinking down into the couch, I sighed harshly and put my head in my hands.

My throat still felt tight, and my eyes were burning.

It wasn't until I had to sniffle that I realized what was happening.

Tears began running down my face, and I wiped them away furiously.

Blasted fucking emotions...

I just can't stand that she's upset...I can't stand that she's crying because of me, because of something I did...

This is the first time in my life I've actually felt like a monster.

My breath stuttered as I tried to breathe, and then released as a sob. I pressed my palms against my eyes and dug them in.

When that didn't help, I stood up quickly and headed for the front door.

Maybe if I go kill something...

I went to turn the knob but when the door clicked open, I froze.

My eyes flicked from the doorknob to the stairs.

Then I released it, pushing the door closed and locking it.

I can't just leave her here all alone...no, I can't do that...

Again I contemplated going upstairs to be with her. Yet, I just couldn't bring myself to...I couldn't...she doesn't want to see me...

So, I walked over to the couch and sat down, tears still occasionally falling from my bottom lashes.

I hunched over and hugged myself, willing this horrible feeling in my chest to subside. My body rocked back and forth and I slowly smiled.

It hurt my cheeks slightly and every ounce of my being was telling me it's not the right situation for it, but I can't help it.

Smiling brings me comfort, and it reminds me of mama.

The tears never stopped, they only fell faster, and I just shook my head, muttering quietly to myself.

"You're alright, Alastor...it's just a fight, nothing too serious...she still loves you...she does...she didn't say it, but she does...why didn't she say it...she said it last time we disagreed, why not this time...tell her you love her, maybe then she'll say it back...say it...I love you...I love you...I love you..."

My arms tightened around myself, and my nails dug into my biceps. My voice was shaking, and I began to sob again.

"I love you...I love you...why can't I say it, what's wrong with me...Fawn, I love you...it's that easy, just say it...tell her, maybe she'll say it again, please..."

"Tell me how much you love me."